Picked up a beautiful woman at the airport in Houston at 1:10 pm CDST today. Drove her home, stopping off for a nice late lunch, and we were greeted by a dancing, singing dog. We all did the happy dance, had a short howl, and then piled up on the couch for a three-way love fest. Sleepy didn't know who to kiss, me or Miz Anne. Finally split her kisses two ways and then rolled over so we both could rub her tummy. She got so excited she threw up on the carpet and then was ashamed until we assured her it was okay. She managed to get every toy out of her toy basket and lay them at Miz Anne's feet. It's a toss up, who's happiest, me, Sleepy, or Miz Anne. We all missed each other and now the pack is back together. George, still grinning